Anthony watched as Kevin moved across the room, shaking his head. He didn't mind the lack of magic, not really. His own twin brother and father had no magic in them and he watched them do things the muggle way all the time. His mother had long since told him not to help, no matter how much easier he thought it would be if he did. And up until just last year when he'd turned seventeen and legal, he'd done everything the muggle way too. They never really discussed magic much before his owl to Hogwarts came, as they lived in a muggle community. Now, he still sometimes abused the ability to use magic whenever he wanted.
Anthony made grabby hands for the wrapped box, but once he had it, handled it with care. Once the paper was off, he ran his hands reverently over the beautiful golden wood before opening it up to see what was inside. "Wow. This is the best present ever."
Anthony loved to paint and draw, even if he wasn't very good at it. It was a fun past time and he didn't much care how the end product turned out so long as he had fun while he did it. Painting and drawing actually calmed his nerves and settled him down.